Chapter 7: Childhood Stories

Xu Bo was furious all of a sudden, and instantly took two steps forward, raising his arm high.

I don't know what came to mind, he tried his best to suppress his anger, and said to Xu Bozhen with a pant.

"I'm not asking for your opinion, I'm just informing you."

What is the situation? Xu Bo cheating?

At this time, the strange woman rushed forward and grabbed one of Xu Bo's arms, pinching her throat.

"Zhong Hong, don't be angry with the child, he's still young."

As soon as he heard this, Xu Bo angrily pulled out his arm and pointed at Xu Bozhen opposite.

"He's still young? I don't know how old I am. ”

Xu Bozhen snorted coldly, his eyes full of sarcasm and contempt.

"So since I was a child, I was silent when I witnessed those dirty and insulting things, is that the so-called sensible?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was in an uproar, and I didn't expect him to say it at this time.

Xu Bo's face was lost, and he didn't care about anything at the moment.

rushed forward and was ready to slap Xu Bozhen.

"Stop!"

Aunt Lin, who had been silent in place, suddenly spoke loudly.

I have the impression that she has always been a gentle and virtuous woman, and she has never spoken out loud.

Xu Bo's hand stopped in the air, hesitated, and finally, withdrew his hand.

And Xu Bozhen stood there quietly, as if watching a farce.

Aunt Lin looked at Xu Bozhen with tears in her eyes and apologetically.

"Did you know about this for a long time?"

Aunt Lin and Uncle Xu got married on a blind date and had no feelings.

Later, when Uncle Xu made money, he began to look for women, and even brought them home.

"From the beginning, I knew that."

Xu Bozhen now looks very calm and indifferent on the surface.

In fact, mental illness has long appeared in my heart.

even bumped into Xu Bo's pickled things again and again, and his psychology was constantly impacted and oppressed.

The result is emotional paralysis, also known as emotional paralysis.

I know.

Because I bumped into him together.

That summer, we sat on the carpet in his room.

Eating chilled watermelon, blowing a 26° air conditioner, and watching a classic cartoon.

The sound of the movie is not very loud, and even the sound of me digging through the block with a spoon can be heard clearly.

After a while, we seemed to hear something different from outside.

Bursts and bursts.

I was a little curious and didn't know what was going on outside.

Pulled the sleeve of Rash Bozhen's shirt.

"Go out and have a look?"

Xu Bozhen nodded, his eyes mixed with doubts.

"Okay."

I went out the door first, towards the sound, very close.

It's right next door.

The door didn't close, a small crack was exposed, and all the sound was exposed from inside.

This angle is just enough for me to see the people inside, Uncle Xu, who is serious on weekdays, and a person who is not Aunt Lin is doing what only husband and wife can do.

We were all very young at the time, and it was so long ago that I could barely remember it.

I felt the heat behind me suddenly pause for a moment.

Then my eyes were covered with hands by the man behind me.

The delicate palm of the hand is just enough to cover my vision.

He forcibly pulled me back.

At that time, my mind was still confused, I only knew that this matter was not very good, and I did not realize that this incident had brought devastating harm to Xu Bozhen.

The facial features of the person in front of him have not yet grown, but they already have a faint oppression.

I saw that his fingers trembled from clenching hard, and his voice trembled.

"Get out."

"Huh?"

The voice was so low that I didn't react to what I was saying.

"I'll say it!"

He was powerless to even be angry, obviously unable to accept that kind of picture.